Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1887-07-29

Messagliere Street. II you dom come,
my grand daugh will be without 8
father, my daughter without q husband
and myself without son !" #5s .s5
&c was heartrending and horrible to
hear the old hag's voice, and to think
that the wind froze the blood in her veins,
and drenched the very bones under her
skin. B. $s5
"a &c, say You The fee two hun
dred fretzers, " rejoined the heartless
leech. #4Es Il: .5!9#.
I'VE have but one hundred and
twenty" 5.. 7. l'5 # II 5ssl
Good night. then!" And once more
the window was closed. 49,.
On second thoughts, however, he
came to the conclusion that, for an hours
trot and half an hours attendance, one
hundred and twenty fretzers made sixty
fretzers an hour one fretzer minute!
It was small profit at best. but not quite
to be despised. :S 4, ::7s~ ~14.,e5
&c.. instead OF getting into bed, the
doctor slipped himself into bis velvet
suit, hurried down stairs in a pair of
thick water proof boots, mutf1ed him
self up in large overcoat, put on his
gloves and sou wester, and, leaving the
lamp lighted Oh tho tablen his Codex
opened at page 1877, pushed open the
door Of the Six-Fol1r, and appeared on
the Threshold. i s. g.,
The old .crone was there, leaning on a
stick, her frame emaciated by eighty
years of misery, -,
"aThe money! said he. A.
Here; and may God return it hun
bred foldp IS
"God ?-the money of God? Has any
one seen its color?" ~
The doctor whistled Hurzof, put q
small lantern in the dogs mouth, and
bent his steps toward the sea-. The old
bag trudged on behind;
Good heavens, what weather! The
bells of Saint Philflene sway to and
fro under the headlong fury of the
storm, an ominous portent, as we know.
But Doctor Trifulgus eschews all SUI
perstitious notions. The fact is, he
believes in nothing at all, not even his
own science-except for what it brings
him in. What weather, to be sure, and
what road! Nothing but single and
slag-the shingle slippery like sea-weed
and the Stag crisp as clinker. And no
other light to see by than tremulous
flicker from Hurzof's lantern. At times
strange fantastic figures seemed to
toss in the flames that swell from the
mouth of the Vanglor. There is really
no telling what lies at the bottom of
those inscrutable craters. Perhaps the
souls Of the underworld, that volatilize
on reaching our atmosphere.
The doctor and the old bag followed
the line OF coast that runs in and out Of
the small bays along tho shore. The
sea is of livid Wilderness, and sparkles
as it's pillows hurtle the phosphores-
cent fringe of surf that seems to pour
wave on wave of glow-worms upon tho
beach.
Thus both rush on till they reach q
bend in the road between two swelling
downs, where the broom and sea-rushes
clash their blades together, like so
many bayonets. w..
The dog has drawn nearer to his mas
ter. and seems to say:
"Well, what think you? A hundred
and twenty fretzers to place under lock
and key in the safe! That's the way to
build up fortune! TITS another piece
of ground added to the vine enclosurel
Another dish added to the evening
meal! Another bowl of food for faith
full Hurzof! Nothing like attending
rich patients and loosening their purse
strings"
At this point the old woman stopped.
She directed a finger, which shook like
age, toward a red light some way off in
the gloonn-the house of Wort Kartif,
the cracknel-maker.
"There?" laconioaIly put in the doc
tor.
YES" responded the crone.
Just then the Vanglor, vibrating to
its foundations with noise like thun-
der, threw, up maas Of fulig1nous
fame, that mounted to the zenith and
rent the clouds. Doctor Trifulgas Was
thrown to the ground by the force Of
the concussion. Regainisg his footTng,
he swore like Christian, and looked
around. The beldam was gone. She
must have fallen through some deep
erevasse in the ground, or taken flight
on the floating fog-clouds OF eooean~
The dog, however was still there, up
night on his launches, his nsouth wide
open, and the light OF the lantern blown
Out- s ,,. .4 i ~ i H.. -,
Newer mind; let's so on" mumbled
Doctor Trifulgas. The honest man has
pocketed the one hundred anu twenty
fretzers, and must needs earn. them
a solitary light is alone visible in the
distance half kertse away. It.. is
doubtless the lamp of the dying, or,
perehanee, dead man, and yonder must
). be the cracknel- makers house,: There
san be no mistake, the old hag, pointed
il out. AMI 50 saying, with. tie, noise
of the storm in i his ears. Dir.
Trifuldas hurries on toward; the
house, which, standing alone, In the
midst Of wide heath, is more distinct
y percept,hle as the wayfarer ap~
proaches. 4 fsx% zzt.s
M Tt is singular and noteworthy fact
to observe how mnch The house Of the
cracknel-naker looks like the. doctors
Sx-Four, ct Luktrop; there is the. Same
arrangement IN the front windows, and
! the little vauited door att the side.
Doctor Trifnlgas strides on: as fast as
the driving gusts Of wind and rain will
permit. He reaches the door, which is
ajar, pushes it open, enters, and the
BLAST closes it behind him with . bang.
The dog outside howls on is silent, by
. TURNS, like choristers chanting the yers-